not a monster

Chapter 222
After the meal, Feng Wuli and Po Nu were washing the dishes, and some children in the old street called Wanwan out to pick up firecrackers for fun, and they picked up many unlit ones and fried them.

With a toothpick in his mouth, Wang Xilou wore the jacket that Feng Wuli had taken off in the yard, and with that ugly hat under his arm, the old god was out for a walk.

As soon as he went out, he pressed the hat on his forehead, twisted it and pressed it firmly, and the toothpick hit the root of the banyan tree by the roadside with a 'spit' sound. He took out his right hand in his pocket, took out a handful of sunflower seeds, and Knock up.

The big black dog next door usually barks when it hears people passing by, but today the firecrackers continued.

Wang Xilou looked left and right to see if there was no one there. Two zombie teeth had grown out, and the eyes had shrunk into a single point. The big black dog backed up a few steps sickly, and its barking turned into whining.

The little zombie was happy, grinned twice, put his pockets in his pocket to find the old ladies to play mahjong, and threw the melon seed husks by the roadside tree roots as he walked.

It's Chinese New Year, how can there be anyone who doesn't play mahjong.

Moreover, the fights have been very big these days. Usually it is a dime or two. Today, Wang Xilou dared to fight for a dollar. Walk two steps faster.

When she came back, it was almost eight o'clock, and the room was very noisy.

She looked at Po Nu singing in front of the TV with a puzzled look on her face.

Needless to say, performing on stage can definitely receive an award.

"Why are you still singing?"

Feng Wuli looked back, and found that it was she who stole his clothes again, causing him to search for so long just now.

"Playing cards, the loser will be punished."

"Can the slave lose?"

"It's not Landlord Fighting. It's a game of cheating cards. It's useless for her to use spiritual entanglement for this kind of game that relies on intelligence."

There are probably no people in Junsha who can’t play cheating cards. The game is like rolling dice in the wine table culture. It depends on whether others can open you, and then pay attention to whether other people are lying, and then can’t open others.

Such a game purely based on intelligence, without some mysterious power bonuses, the ponu is at the same level as Chifu.

As we all know, Wang Xilou's intelligence has never been very good.

Thinking of something, Feng Wuli asked again: "How much did you lose tonight?"

Wang Xilou froze suddenly: "How much did you lose? I don't even know what you said."

At the end, she added: "Master, just go out for a walk. The Chinese New Year is not about visiting neighbors."

"Oh." Feng Wuli obviously didn't believe it.

Wang Xilou raised his eyebrows: "What's your tone?"

"I believe it."

She snorted twice, suddenly thought of something, and then took out a handful of nuts from her left pocket: "Try this, what is it called shrimp stomach fruit, master tastes delicious at Xiao Su's house, I heard it is very expensive Yes, high-end goods, see if you like them, if you like them, master will buy some tomorrow."

"Macadamia nuts, right?"

"That's right, macadamia nuts, that's what they're called."

"Master came to Grandpa Su's mahjong parlor when he went out for a walk." The little Su she was talking about was the Grandpa Su that Feng Wuli was talking about. He opened a small shop in the old street, and there were several mahjong tables and pool tables inside.

She was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had been exposed, her eyes were dim and uncertain, and finally she only frowned and said: "During the Chinese New Year, don't force me to slap you."

Very good, I didn't intend to reason with myself at all, Feng Wuli obediently took the macadamia nut in her palm.

"It's over, it's over, let's continue!" Po Nu was arrogant.

She didn't believe that she couldn't beat the little apprentice overnight!
The three continued, Wang Xilou moved a chair over and sat behind Po Nu.

Occasionally point her to play cards, most of the time it is a disagreement.

Twice the strength of Wang Xilou is obviously difficult to deal with. It doesn't mean that the intelligence has been doubled, but it is necessary to judge whether the other party is lying by looking at the eyes. With the addition of Wang Xilou's variable, the calculation is much more complicated.

But it's still meaningless. Tonight, the wind will kill him unreasonably.

If the slave loses, he arranges various talent shows. The girl from the Song Dynasty who sings and dances well is really pleasing to the eye, and she also wears little. The hot pants and vest in winter are very seductive.

"They said they listened to me just now, but you didn't listen." Wang Xilou sneered while nibbling on her shrimp stomach fruit.

Po Nu was not convinced: "If you have the ability, come here."

Wang Xilou shook his head with a doting smile, put the macadamia nuts in Po Nu's hands, and asked her to give up his seat.

Then it will be Wang Xilou's turn for the next talent show.

Obviously they look exactly the same as Po Nu, but watching Wang Xilou dance is a different feeling.

Probably because when Po Nu dances, she will enjoy it because Feng Wuli is watching, but this is the opposite effect here in Wang Xilou. She will feel that she is a master and dances for the little apprentices.

What a shame!
But Feng Wuli likes to admire Wang Xilou's aggrieved face dancing for himself.

The next hand was Chifu who had the most cards left. If she lost, Feng would make her squat for no reason.

Then it was Wang Xilou again, Feng Wuli asked her to squeeze his shoulders, Master Master's hands were soft, but not soft, the strength was very appropriate.

Followed by Chifu, continue to squat.

It's still chifu, um, let's squat.

Chifu lost again. Before Feng Wuli could speak, she got up by supporting the table.

Trembling, he did two hundred squats and came back swinging.

Chifu...

She just stood up and planned to continue squatting, but her legs lost strength, and she directly knelt down towards Feng Wuli.

He quickly supported him and asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"

Feng Wuli feels that Chifu's temperament is a martyr. Letting her sing and dance is definitely an insult. It should be more uncomfortable than killing her. It belongs to the type that would rather die than surrender. That's why she was granted. To be treated specially, without being trampled on dignity to perform talents.

"I, can I owe it first?"

She was a little embarrassed, her little face was blushing, and Feng Wuli thought it was extremely cute.

How could Feng Wuli dare to make things difficult for her: "But you have to pay interest for what you owe."

"How much, how much interest?" The former high-cold Bingshan girl is now miserable, but she still tries her best to maintain her cold-faced image. Feng Wuli feels like a little girl who pretends to be an adult and can't pretend to be cute.

After all, it was Wang Xilou who couldn't stand it: "Don't bully Xiao Chifu."

She patted Feng Wuli on the head angrily, and said, "Chifu, you can sing a song instead of doing squats."

Chifu’s voice is full of a girl’s voice, and it is exactly as Feng Wuli imagined. She is very embarrassed to sing, blushing, and her voice is very small, but it’s nice to hear. She sang a Jinling folk song "Flower Tune" , which is the original body of the well-known "Jasmine Flower".

Hearing again that Jinling Tiaotiaoponu and Wang Xilou were a little distracted, singing along in a low voice, Feng Wuli felt that this scene was very beautiful.

But this does not prevent Wang Xilou from beating his own leg next time.

A game like defrauding cards is about being black-hearted, hot-handed, non-toxic and non-husband, and how can a few little girls be unreasonable opponents.

Wang Xilou and Po Nu just gave themselves benefits in another way.

But after a while, Ye Ji, who went out to pick up firecrackers on the ground with Wanwan, came back, and it was not so easy for Feng Wuli to win.

"Three fours." He put the three cards upside down on the table.

"It's unreasonable, you lied, this is obviously not three cards and fours." The kitten in his arms meowed.

Feng Wuli: "..."

He lowered his head, and Ye Ji also raised his head and looked at her brightly: "Did I say something wrong?"

"Xiaoye is right." Feng reassured him unreasonably.

"It's wrong to lie."

"Xiao Ye is right."

There is a self-explosive device on his body, and after the whole round, Feng Wuli has nothing to do.

This Ponu won, Feng Wuli had the most cards, the little girl had been thinking about what she would do if Feng Wuli lost, but when she really got the chance, she didn't know what to do.

The three of them chattered together, thinking about what to do with themselves, and actually held a small meeting for such a small matter.

Whispered a few words and then looked at him a few times, like the three aunts and eight grandmothers in the village saw a stranger entering the village and gathered together to discuss.

"You don't need to discuss such a small matter." He couldn't help having a toothache.

Reluctantly, when he came back from the bathroom, the culprit was still yelling at him: "It's unreasonable, they're whispering."

Feng Wuli never took revenge overnight. He didn't wipe his hands after washing his hands in the toilet. He grabbed Ye Ji with his wet hands, wet and messed up all the hair on her body. As a long-haired cat, it was enough for her to lick Don't bother yourself for ten minutes.

Ye Ji reprimanded him in protest, licked the cat for a while, and ran away to find Wanwan to help her lick it together.

"Master Ye Ji, your hair is all messed up."

"Wanwan, help me lick the backside, I can't lick it."

"Alright, Lord Yeji." Wanwan didn't realize that she had hands to smooth her fur, so she turned back into a fox in a foolish way.

Two little ones are very busy on the sofa.

The three people over there finally reached the conclusion of the discussion, and asked Feng Wuli to boil hot water for the three of them to wash their feet.

Feng Wuli opened his mouth.

It's Chinese New Year?
Fireworks were launched outside the window, attracting the attention of everyone in the room. They ran to the balcony to watch, huddled together, the blooming fireworks had faded, the wind from the river spread to this side, and the banyan trees in the old street swayed and shuttled. In the distance, there is a drunk man with disordered steps, and the big black dog next door is scared by the fireworks and barks non-stop.

There was another long sound, and the fireworks were wanton.

It is indeed the new year.

(End of this chapter)